Love is...
Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
...
Without you every morning would feel like going back to work after a holiday,
Without you I couldn't stand the smell of the East Lancs Road,
Without you ghost ferries would cross the Mersey manned by skeleton crews,
Without you I'd probably feel happy and have more money and time and
...
August is coming
and the goose, I'm afraid,
is getting fat.
...
When we meet
in the midnight hour
country girl
I will bring you night flowers
...
Warm your feet at the sunset
Before we go to bed
Read your book by the light of Orion
With Sirius guarding your head
...